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I suddenly felt 3 hands touching my butt. I quickly pulled my pants up and shut my eyes, hoping it would stop.

But the damage was done. The next morning, the guys were ogling at me like I was some piece of meat. Aanchal mam even asked them if anything was wrong. But it didn’t stop them.

I got up to go to the washroom, and Sachin (my Sachi) felt me up the ass. On the way back, Mudit brushed against my tits on the pretext of passing the narrow corridor. I felt trapped. I tried to stay as close to Aanchal mam during the train journey.

However, my luck ran out when we boarded the SUV to the Hotel. Varun, being the largest, took the front seat. The middle seats were taken by Aanchal mam, Priya (another girl from our college) and Naaz. The last seat was left for me, Mudit and Sachin.

Almost as if it was planned. I was made to sit in the middle. As soon as the ride started, I felt Mudit’s hand on my thigh. I was caught by surprise. Mam was right in front of us. His puppy face begged me to do more. I tried to say no, but Sachin’s hand came from behind, and he started massaging my shoulder.

At the same time, Mudit’s hand moved up my thigh. I made a strong expression, which meant a strict NO. I knew I was in deep shit, and I brought it on to myself, thanks to my antics last night with Sachi. Within a few minutes, his hands got restless, and I had begun to melt.

Taking the signal, Mudit started tugging at my Pajamas. These boys were determined to take off my Pajamas in an SUV with our teacher in it. I tried to stop them by pressing my butt against the seat. But Mudit grabbed me by my waist and pulled me up with one hand, and his other pulled at my Pajamas.

If Aanchal mam or Naaz had looked back, they would have seen me with my pants down to my knees and getting a massage from both boys. Mudit spread my legs to get a better view of what’s within. Then he slit apart my panty and put his chubby fingers on my pussy, and started circling my pussy.

I started biting my lips and spread my legs further wide like a shop open for business. This made the boys brave. Sachin’s long hand had slid into my top and was surfing on top of my boobs over my bra. I wanted to resist but couldn’t move above the seat, and everyone would see.

Sachin’s hand suddenly travelled behind and unhooked my bra. At this very moment, Mudit inserted two of his fingers in my pussy, and I yelped! Suddenly, everything went silent. Aanchal mam turned around and asked me if all was okay, and I lied.

But then, I had two fingers in my pussy and another boy’s hand on my back. Here onwards, I held in every moan to not alert the entire car. Now, Mudit took my hand and put it on his pants. I could feel the little fellow inside grow in size. I removed my hand, but he put it back there.

In no time, the snake was out of the hole and staring at me. He dropped his phone between his legs and asked me to pick it up. I gave him a disgusted look, knowing what he wanted. I said, “No, you pick it up.” He said he couldn’t, as it was right between his legs, and we were cramped for space.

Aanchal mam prompted from ahead, “Why don’t you help him out, Shruti?” I reluctantly agreed and tried to avoid his crotch area. But while I was going down, Mudit took me by my hair and shoved my mouth on his cock. Within a fraction, that cock went into my mouth and came out. I was visibly shocked.

My mouth felt all sticky, my crotch region was wet and sticky, and my bra strap was loose. Sachin then did the unthinkable. He pulled up my shirt to take a look at my boobs. Then I saw the mirror reflection move. It took my gaze towards the mirror. It blew the steam off me.

My eyes met with the driver’s eyes. He had adjusted the rearview mirror and was taking peeks at the show. Our eyes met, and he winked at me. I took the cue and pulled up my pants. I shooed Sachin away from my shirt and called out to Aanchal mam.

I lied to her that I felt pukeish and asked to sit in the front. At the front, the scene was completely different. The driver was taking sneak peeks at me like he could see inside my shirt. He kept giving me awkward smiles. However, he didn’t try anything as Aanchal Mam sat behind us.

Though at every gear change, he kept feeling up my side leg. I moved in discomfort, and he kept smiling with his dirty teeth. A few minutes passed, and I began to doze off. I woke up with a start, and the driver was groping my boobs.

A hand was coming from behind and entered my crotch region from the front. I woke up with a start and realized we were in a parking area of some Dhaba. I could see the three ladies walking off with Varun. An agitated Mudit was looking behind and wanted to be in the car.

I begged, “Sachi, please don’t make me do this!” He replied, “I am not making you do anything. It was you who invited me last night, remember?” I tried to wiggle out, but my seat belt held me in place. My shirt was all loose from all the pulling and tugging. It hung low as the driver’s hand went all over it.

I could hear Sachin say, “Pant utaro iski.” (Take off her pants.) My heart broke into a thousand pieces, but the driver was quick. He sunk his face in my crotch region. I kept resisting by shutting my thighs tight.

Sachin grabbed my boobs from the seat behind me and gave it a nice massage. Weird but true. I was enjoying Sachi’s massage. Here, I managed to gather some guts. I kicked the driver in his face. I nudged Sachin, got out of the car with my pyjamas still on my knees, and fell on the floor with my ass up.

I gathered myself, arranged all my clothes again and followed Aanchal mam. I requested that I sit in the centre for the rest of the journey. I clung to her throughout.

I thought my ordeal was over and decided to stay in my room for the rest of the trip and never come out. But my plans and the plans made for me were to be much different.

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Hello readers, mera naam Sara Ansari hai. Thank you so much meri kahani, ‘Zaleel Hoke Mila Sukh,’padhne ke liye aur pyar dene ke liye. Bohut saare response mile hai mujhe.

Agar apne nahi padhi abhi tak to pehle woh kahaani padhiye. Jisme maine bataya hai ki kaise mere bhaijaan aur unke 2 doston ne mere muh mein lund diya. Kyuki sari kahani connected hai.

Jaisa aap sab jante hai main apne bhaijaan aur unke 2 dosto ka lund chus kar randi ban gayi thi unke liye. Uss din ke baad woh teeno kabhi bhi mere paas aake lund muh mein de dete hai. Aur main bina kuch bole unka lund chusti thi. Unse zaleel hoti thi aur yeh sab mujhe achha lagne laga.

Lekin fir mera Rohan naam ka bf bana aur woh mera sinior tha. Ha woh Hindu tha aur mujhe koi farak nahi padta tha iss baat se. Hum bohut hi chhup chhup kar milte the.

Main nahi chahti thi ki mere family mein kisi ko pata chale mere bf ke bare mein. Aur nahi usko mere bhaijaan ki bare mein pata tha. Hum dono sabse chhup ke milte the.

Humne bohut baar kiss ki thi aur woh kabhi kabhi mere boobs ko bhi masal deta tha. Ab hum apni hadd cross karna chahte the.

Ek din hum subah mein jaldi mile class ke pehle. Humne plan kiya tha ki top floor ke boy’s toilet mein hum jayenge kyuki waha koi nahi aata. Main pahunch gayi subah jaldi hi. Rohan apne kuch friends ke sath mera wait kar raha tha.

Main darr gayi thi par usne bola ki uske dost sirf security ke liye hai. Agar koi aa gaya to yeh sab sambhal lenge. Aur hum dono toilet mein chale gaye. Uss din pehli baar boys ka toilet dekha. Itna ganda aur smell kar raha tha.

Lekin maine khud ko manage kiya aur achhi jagah dekh ke apne kapde nikal ne lagi. Rohan ko bhi nikal ne ko bola. Ab main sirf panty mein thi aur woh bhi sirf underwear mein mere samne khada tha.

Woh mujhe dekhte hi jaa raha tha. Main dekh sakti thi ki woh hard hota jaa raha hai. Main apne knees pe baith gayi aur wait kar rahi thi ki woh mere paas aaye.

Rohan: Sara, kya kar rahi ho yeh?

Main: Kyu mere muh mein nahi dena chahoge pehle!

Rohan: Kya tum yeh pehle bhi kar chuki ho? (woh soch mein pad gaya)

Main: Nahi. Par video mein to aise hi dikhate hai na. (Main nahi chahti thi ki usko pata chale bhaijaan ke baare mein.)

Rohan: Haa. To fir aisa hi karte hai.

Rohan mere paas aata hai aur main sirf uske hard lund ki taraf dekhi jaa rahi thi. Uske paas aate hi maine uski underwear khich ke nikal di. Aur uska bada lund spring ki tarah uchhal ke bahar nikala.

Main dekhti hi reh gayi aur darr bhi rahi thi. Lekin usne mujhe kiss kiya. Aur fir bohut hi dheere se apna lund mere muh mein dene laga. Main bina kuch bole uske lund ko chusne lagi aur lund mere muh mein pura jaa chuka tha.

Main lund ko muh mein ander-bahar lene lagi. Aur 15-minute baad woh mere muh mein apna load nikal diya. Main woh sab nigal gayi. Yeh dekh kar woh shock ho gaya.

Rohan: Lagta hai bohut sare videos dekh kar aayi ho!

Main: Ab first time hai so sab kuch pata hona chahiye na! Lekin tum condom to laye ho na?

Rohan apni pant ki pocket check ki par usme nahi tha. Fir usko yaad aaya ki condom uske dost ke paas hai bahar. Usne kaha woh nahi jaa sakta mujhe bhi jana hoga. Maine door piche nangi chhup gayi aur dheere se open kiye.

Fir unse condom mange. Unhone bina kuch kahe mere hatho mein packets rakh diya aur maine door lock kar diya. Maine condom usko apne hatho se pehna diya aur fir woh mujhe hug kar ke mere boobs masal ne laga.

Main dheere se moan kar rahi thi, Fir usne meri chut ko sehlaya aur apna lund ander dalne ki koshish ki. Par nahi jaa raha tha aur hum comfortable bhi nahi the. Toh door ke paas mirror tha.

Main waha jake jhuk gayi aur woh mere piche aake meri chut pe thuk lagaya. Aur meri kamar pakad ke meri chut mein apna lund daal raha tha dheere dheere. Aur mujhe dard ho raha tha par maine usko roka nahi.

Ab uska lund pura meri chut mein tha. Aur woh meri chut ki chudai kar raha tha apne lund ko andar-bahar karke. Main chilla rahi thi par ab yeh dard maze mein badal gaya tha. Aur tab hi meri chut se khoon nikal ne laga.

Main chilla rahi thi so usne lund bahar nikala. Fir maine chut ko paani se clean kiya aur usko dusra condom pehnaya. Main firse wahi pe jhuk gayi aur ab woh bina kuch bole mere chut mein lund daal ke meri chudai karne laga.

Meri kamar ko pakad ke aur main use mirror se dekh rahi thi. Main apne aap ki chudte hue dekh rahi thi. Mere boobs uchhal rahe the aur yeh sab dekh ke aur garam ho gayi. Jor jor se chillane lagi, “Aah, yes, mar gayi!”

Aise kuch 15–20-minute meri chudai karne ke baad usne load condom mein hi nikal diya. Aur fir woh thak gaya. Is liye main knees pe baith ke uska lund firse chusne lagi condom ke sath. Uss din pehli baar maine mere chut ka taste kiye tha.

Fir condom nikal ke main uske lund ko achhe se chus ke clean kiya. Fir uske lund ke dono balls ko bhi chus ke clean kiya. Fir thoda rest kiya aur humne apne apne kapde pehne aur bahar nikale.

Rohan ke dost sab celebrate karne lage. Jaise usne kuch bada kaam kiya ho aur mujhe “Bhabhijaan,” se bulane lage. Main sharma ke waha se chali gayi.

Uss din main bohut khus thi kyuki pehli baar maine sex kiya. Meri virginity lose ki aur bohut hi achha feel ho raha tha. Ha, dard bhi tha par for bhi main uske baare mein soch rahi thi aur firse sex karna chahti thi.

Raat bhar yeh sab soch soch ke meri chut geeli hoti jaati thi. Aur fir aise hi maine aur Rohan ne bohut baar chudai ki. Kabhi uske ghar. Kabhi toilet mein to kabhi classroom mein. Yeh sab main bohut enjoy kar rahi thi.

This is another story of my life. Hope you enjoy reading it. If you like the story or have any comments. Do let me know. My secret email is [email protected].

Hi, my name is Arsh and this is my first story on Indian sex stories. This story is about how I and my cousin Madhvi started our romantic journey. I hope you all will like this story.

Madhvi is 20 years old and in her 2nd year of B Tech. She is 5 feet 2 inches tall with a brown dusky skin complexion. She has good curves. Her figure must be 30-28-36.

Madhvi has a small round face with big round eyes. She kind of looks like Radhika Apte (Indian actress).

Talking about me, I am 19 years old with a sharp jawline, 6 feet and 1 inch tall which makes our height difference quite noticeable. But who cares about that anyways? Also, I play football so I am in good shape.

It was some random day of summer when Madhvi called me to tell me something that would head start this journey of ours. And it’s not what you are thinking!

She: Hey Arsh, kaisa hai? (how are you doing?)

Me: Ek-dum badhiya (excellent).

She: Abhi free ho to ghar aayega? Kuch batana hai tujhe (Can you come to my house today? I want to tell you something).

Me: Haa aata hu thodi der mein (Will come by later).

She: Theek hai fir milte hai (Ok, will see you).

I was wondering what she was even gonna tell me that was worth calling me at her home. Then I went there anyways. There was something about her that never let me resist her or deny her requests. After a while, I went there straight to her room.

As I entered her room, I could see her smiling as if she had something good to tell me and was waiting to tell me. I asked her what was the reason for her smile.

She said (still smiling): Kyun, achi nahi dikhti main haste hue? (Why, don’t I look good smiling?)

Me (laughing): Arre aisa kuch nahi hai. Tu jaldi bata kya batana tha mujhe (Nothing like that. Tell me what you want to tell me?)

What she told me broke me. My cousin said she was dating my friend Shreyash (who’ll be introduced later in the story). It was an awkward silence in the room. She thought I would be happy to hear that my cousin was dating my friend.

I was sitting there nodding. Then she asked me if was I not happy about all that.

I said: I am happy for you.

Then I got out of her room without uttering a word more. She must have seen something in my eyes. Then she followed me to the terrace. She asked again kind of with sorrow in her voice –

Her: Hey, I didn’t know this would make you upset.

She continued: I..I am really..

Then I started kissing her out of nowhere and she pushed me away.

Her: Arsh, wtf! Why are you kissing me?!

Me: Why do you think I am kissing you? Because I love you Madhvi and I can’t see you with any other man.

Her (wide eyes): What?

Me: Yeah, you heard it right. I love you and I can’t.

She pulled my shirt to her level and started kissing me aggressively. I couldn’t resist her. I grabbed her neck with one hand and her face with the other. We were kissing so passionately that we forgot we were cousins. And the passion was as if two lovers meant to be together forever and were seeing each other for the last time!

I kept sucking my cousin’s upper lip and she kept moving her tongue more aggressively. It felt so right kissing each other knowing how wrong it was knowing how taboo it was. The taboo must have made it more intense!

All that heat of years was coming out through that kiss. Then I started moving my hands under her shorts. I could feel her wet pussy. It was hairy and so wet. I almost forgot everything and I couldn’t control myself. She resisted suddenly. I looked at her. She with her eyes told me people were around.

Her: Bhai, yaha nahi (not here, bro).

So I stopped. We went downstairs and I said –

Me: I am leaving. Bye, Madhvi.

She was smiling.

Then my aunt from the kitchen said: Aren’t you gonna stay for dinner, Arsh?

Me: Not today, aunty.

Her (smiling again): See ya.

Then I left. While I was walking back to home, I got a text.

Buzz, click.

Madhvi: Was that one of your manipulating tricks?

Typing…

Me: If I had a trick like that, wouldn’t I use it earlier?

Her: (Side-eyes emoji)

Me: Haha.

I kept my phone. She wasn’t here, but on the walk home, I could only think about my cousin’s wet lips and her wet pussy which I wanted to make mine and only mine.

Soon, I reached home and masturbated thinking about her. I cleaned myself, ate, and went straight to bed. Then I opened my phone and saw a disappearing message from Madhvi. I asked her what it was.

She said: It is something you will love.

I opened it. I was shocked and kinda confused to see someone’s pussy on my phone.

I asked: Isn’t it yours right?

She said it was hers.

I said: But you weren’t shaved today. She said she just did.

Me: For me?!

Her: Aur kiske liye? (Who else?)

Me: Kyun, Shreyash? (What about Shreyansh?)

Her: Uske liye nahi hai (wink emoji) (Not for him).

Me: What? You just?

Her: Lol.

Me: It’s so confusing.

Her: No, it’s not, I’ll tell you tomorrow.

Her: See you tomorrow.

Me: But.

Her: Okay, the thing I told you about me and Shreyash. Well, it’s true

Me: Hmm.

Her: I can’t explain it here. Sleep, for now. I will tell you tomorrow.

Me: Goodnight.

Then I kept my phone confused. What did my cousin mean by all this? What was she trying to do? Was she cheating on Shreyash, or was she lying when she said they were dating? We will know that in the next chapter.

Stay tuned.

Ab main kahani par aata hu. December ka maheena tha, aur meri cousin behan Swara ki shaadi tai ho gayi thi. Main aur mera parivar bahut khush the, ki hum sab gaon jayenge. Hum sab do din baad Nagpur ke chhote se gaon jaha meri cousin rehti hai, waha pahunch gaye.

Swara didi ne aate hi mujhe kaam pe laga diya, aur kaha ki uske dost (saheliya) aur baaki cousins ke sath shaadi ke kaam mein hath battau. Usi waqt maine pehli baar Neha ko dekha. Wo coca cola bottle leke aa rahi thi sab ke liye. Kya lag rahi thi wo.

Gol-gol boobs, naazuk hath. Uska figure 34D-30-36 tha. Wo ek-dum khule vichar wali thi. Usne mujhe ‘Hi’ bola, aur maine bhi sharma ke ‘Hi’ kaha. Thodi bahut baatein karke uske sath main thoda sa khul gaya. Usne mera kaafi mazaak udaya, ki meri koi girlfriend nahi thi. Wo boli ki uske 3 boyfriends the, aur ab uski ek ache ladke ke sath sagayi hui thi.

Baaton-baaton mein hamne kayi baar ek-doosre ke hath ko chhua anjaane mein. Par abhi tak mere mann mein uske liye koi gande khayaal nahi the. Agle din behan ki shaadi mein Neha ne ek sexy saree pehni thi, aur uska blouse peeche se sirf ek dhaage se bandha hua tha.

Maine bahut baar uski peeth ko choone ki koshish ki, par mandap mein hone kaaran choo nahi paya. Neha meri taraf dekh kar kaafi dafa sexy ishaare kar rahi thi ki wo kya cheez thi. Ye sab dekh kar meri neeyat kharaab ho rahi thi.

Maine kaise bhi karke khud ko sakht rakhne ki koshish ki. Fir Swara didi ki shaadi kab hui pata bhi nahi chala. Fir hum sab Swara ke ghar gaye, aur thodha aaram kiya. Isi beech Swara ke pita ji ne hum sab ko ek din aur rehne ko kaha aur Swara ke doston ko bhi. Neha maan gayi.

Main pata nahi kyun, par bahut khush hua. Ghar mein bahut log hone ke wajah se main, cousin, aur kuch rishtedaar baahar ki badi si gallery mein so gaye. Mujhe neend nahi aah rahi thi, to chupke se laptop par hot porn dekhne laga, aur dimag mein Swara ke suhagraat waale ajeeb-ajeeb khayaal aane lage.

Mera lund ek-dum khada ho gaya, par muth nahi maar saka, kyunki sab aas-paas so rahe the. Meri wahi pe ashleel videos dekhte kab aankh lagi pata nahi. Lagbhag 2 ghante baad achanak aankh khuli ki dekha ki mujhe swapnadosh hua tha, aur meri poori chaddi geeli thi.

Main darr gaya aur chup-chaap uth ke baahar garden mein jaake mootne lag gaya. Fir socha muth (masturbation) karu. Mann hi mann mein pornstar ka nanga badan soch kar apna lund hilane laga. Isi waqt Neha aur uski ek dost (Meena) mujhe first floor se dekhne lage aur hass padi.

Ye dono raat bhar baatein kar rahe the. Maine jaldi se apna lund chaddi mein daal diya.

Neha boli: Main jaanti hu tum kya kar rahe the, aur main sab ko bata doongi.

Main darr gaya aur usse bola: Please aisa mat karo, warna meri naak katt jaayegi.

To usne bola: Chal upar aa fir.

Aur main upar gaya. Neha ne Meena ko sone ke liye jaane ko kaha aur wo ek-dum kaamuk tareeke se apne lips daba ke chali gayi.

Neha ne meri chaddi ko pakad ke apni aur kheench liya aur boli: Kyun apni gaajar ko sata rahe ho muth maar ke? Mere hote hue ye sab karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai.

Mera poora badan pehli baar ek-dum bijli ki tarah kaampne laga gaya. Thand ke mausam mein paseene chootne lage.

Maine usko kaha: Ye tum kya kar rahi ho? Koi dekh na le.

Neha ne zor se mujhe gale laga liya. Mera lund ab uske pet par choone laga. Main apna lund us par ragadne laga, aur uski nabhi ke andar-baahar lund ko ghisne lag gaya.

Mere se ab raha nahi jaa raha tha, to main wahi jhad gaya. Neha ko bahut gussa aaya aur wo thappad maar ke boli-

Neha: Itni jaldi kaise paani nikaal diya?

Usne mujhe kiss karna shuru kiya. Uski aur meri jeebh ek-doosre ko poori tarah se chaba rahe the. Poora rass nichodh kar aanand le rahe the, aur dheere-dheere mera lund firse khada ho gaya. Maine uske boobs daba diye, aur uske muh se aah aah karke siskiyan aane lagi.

Fir maine uski bra ke andar hath daal diya. Ufff, kya boobs the, ek-dum mulayam, maano bas dabata chalu. Uske gulabi nipples ko main nakhun se dabane laga. Wo is wajah se cheekh uthi-

Neha: Uiiii mummy.

Yaar us waqt hum dono ek-doosre ko is tarah dekh rahe the ki 100 log bhi aa jaye tab bhi hum ek-doosre ke sath sambhog ka rangeen maza leke maanenge. Maine uske gale ko kiss karne shuru kiye. Fir hum dono se raha nahi jaa raha tha. Maine uske kapde nikaal kar fenk diye aur raseeli kaali chut ko apni jeebh se chaatne lag gaya.

Aah kya maza aah tha. Uski chut se namkeen paani aane laga aur main use chaatne laga. Fir wo meri chaddi khol kar mere lund ko hilane lagi, aur fir usne mere lund ko apne muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se choosne lagi. Main to jannat ki sair karke aaya.

Fir main jhad gaya. Hum ek-doosre par let gaye. Main apna lund chut par rakhne hi wala tha, ki Neha ne chodne se mana kiya. Wo boli ki wo sirf apne pati ke sath hi chudai karegi. Ye sun ke main thoda dukhi hua. Fir maine usse kaha-

Main: Yaar do din se tu tere jism se meri tadap badha rahi thi, aur ab chodne ke liye mana kar rahi hai.

Mere dimaag mein ek idea aaya.

Maine Neha ko bola: Kyun na main teri gaand mein apna lund daal du? Tere pati ko pata bhi nahi chalega.

Neha boli: Chee! Main apni gaand kisi se bhi nahi marwaungi.

Main bola: Arre maan jaa, kya jata hai tera?

Maine bina bataye uski gaand mein apni ek ungli daal di. Neha zor aaah aaah aah karne lagi. Maine uska muh apne hatho se band kar diya, aur uski gaand ke chhed mein apni ungli halke se andar-baahar karne lag gaya. Neha boli: Ye tum kya kar rahe ho, bas karo. Ab dard ho raha hai.

Maine apni ungli nikali aur uske muh ke andar daal kar Neha ko chaatne ko kaha. Wo chee-chee karne lagi. Maine apni thook ungli par lagayi aur teen ungliyan uski gaand mein daal kar zor se andar-baahar karne lag gaya. Ab use maza aane laga.

Neha kehne lagi: Aur zor se karo, aur zor se.

Ek hath se main uske boobs dabane laga, aur right hath se uski gaand ko maza dene laga. Ab wo jhadne ke bahut kareeb thi. Usne mujhe kass ke pakad liya aur jhad gayi. Fir maine apne lund ko Neha ki gaand ke andar daalne ki koshish ki, par jaa nahi raha tha.

Kaise bhi karke thoda sa andar daal diya. Usse dard bardasht nahi kiya jaa raha tha. Par main rukne wala nahi tha. Maine 4-5 baar aahista-aahista thoda-thoda karke poora lund uski gaand ke andar daal diya. Fir main usko zor-zor se chodne lag gaya, aur baad mein uski gaand ke andar jhad gaya.

Neha ko uski gaand ki jannat ka maza dene ke liye usne mujhe bahut pyar aur french kiss diya. Agli subha hamne ek-doosre ko bye kaha, aur apne-apne shehar chale gaye. Doston Neha ne apna number dene se saaf mana kiya. Kaafi saal ho gaye par usse wapas mulakaat kabhi nahi hui.

Umeed karta hu aapko meri ye pehli sacchi kahani jo maine aap sab ko batayi, wo pasand aayi hogi. Aage aur bhi kayi saari sacchi kahaniyan bataunga, aapka Samay.

Thank you.

I got up from the floor after licking my son’s cum. I could not wear my bra, so I removed it and wore my blouse and saree. My son waved his hand, asking me to come near him. I closed the main door and went near him as he was not done with me.

He pulled my pallu down and tore my blouse with one pull. He pulled my saree at the waist, and it fell to the ground like a pile at my feet. I was completely nude in front of my son. My pussy was shining with all the juices that it leaked till then.

He bent a little and smelled my juices. He bought his tongue out and licked my pussy lips. I moaned. He turned me around, placed his face over my ass cheeks, and rubbed his face. I moaned loudly. There I got a hard smack on my ass. He kissed where he smacked and asked me to bend to the front.

When I did, He spread my ass cheeks and smelled my ass hole. God! He is doing all nasty stuff with his mom, I thought. He spat on my ass hole and rubbed it with his finger. I went into a trance as no one had touched that part of mine.

My legs were stiff immediately, and he gave me another smack. He ordered me to keep my thighs free. He played with my ass hole and shoved his forefinger into it. A loud moan escaped with sweet pain and pleasure. As his index finger was in my ass hole exploring it, his thumb started to rub my wet clit.

I have never experienced such pleasure before in my life where his fingering my ass was painful. Yet, his other finger is doing magic over my pussy. I looked at him in his eyes and begged him to lick me once.

He gave me a naughty smile, smacked my pussy from behind and asked me, “So you want your son to lick your wet, dripping pussy?” I replied, “Yes.” He continued, “So what else can I do to you, Mom?”

I didn’t want to answer that question. But another smack on my ass opened my mouth, saying, “You can do anything to me.” He smiled, spread my ass cheeks with his two hands, and poked his tongue into my ass hole.

It was so soothing after fingering it for so long.  He also licked my pussy by spreading my pussy lips from behind. He was so good at licking. He licked me till I was on the edge and then stopped.

I turned back and asked him, “Why did he stop?” He pointed at his limp dick and said, “He doesn’t feel like licking when he is not hard.” I understood his intention and started to suck him. I did it for two minutes, and he was rock-hard.

He caught my hair and pulled me over his lap. I caught his dick and set it exactly at the entrance of my pussy and sat on it. Sitting on my son’s dick was a memorable moment. The dick head was widening my pussy as it made its way in and as I sat on it completely.

It reached the depths that no one explored before. I slowly rose and sat again. I stayed like that for two minutes while my son ate my boobs and crushed my ass. I closed my eyes and started to ride him. I was tightening my pussy to feel the shape of his dick, and it made me more aroused.

I was riding fast, and my boobs started to bounce. I caught my son’s head and stuffed my boob in his mouth. He bit me hard, but it made me moan, and I begged him to do it again.

He bit both of my boobs hard and dug his teeth into them. He pulled my nipples so hard with his teeth that I couldn’t stop cumming on my son’s dick. He caressed my back while I panted. He made me lie on the sofa, climbed over me, and spread my legs. I rubbed his dick over my ass hole.

His dick was sticky with all my juices, and he tried to push it into my virgin ass hole. I was still in the pleasure that I got from the orgasm. I closed my eyes and relaxed, but his push brought me back to senses as his dick head tried to penetrate my ass hole.

I stopped him and begged him not to do it. But he was so stubborn that he got the cream in his college back and poured a good amount in my ass hole. He applied it over his dick a lot too. Now when he started to rub, his dick head slipped in easily. I couldn’t feel any pain at the start.

But as his dick made its way in, I felt like it was ripping my ass apart. My son made sure I was comfortable with his slow and steady strokes. I always had this feeling that anal is painful. But thanks to my son, who made it quite smooth and broke my anal virginity.

He slid his hands from beneath my underarms and raised me a little. Caught my boobs and started to fuck my ass hard and rough. I was moaning, shouting like hell. But he didn’t show any mercy and did not slow down a bit. He fucked me hard and filled my ass with his warm cum.

Once he pulled his dick out, my ass hole felt the cool air entering it. I felt his warm cum soothing the pain and the roughness that it felt till then. I was still lying on my stomach when my son brought his dick over my face and commanded to lick it.

I felt disgusting that I was going to suck the dick that was in my ass. But I obeyed like a real slut and sucked him clean. He didn’t go to college and fucked me three times, really rough and hard. I fell in love with his roughness and begged him to fuck me the same daily.

Thus, my incest started with my son. But it is just the beginning. So, what do you think about the story? Please mail me at [email protected] and let me know.

“Please, Roy, please, not in my ass. I am a virgin in my ass,” said Diya. I position myself behind her ass while she rides her husband.

“Bro, go for it, man. Let me hold her tight in my arms. Just push your damn dick up her ass. She’s ours tonight,” prompted AK, Diya’s husband.

His words were enough for me to give her asshole a good wet lick. I slowly enter her inch by inch. The next 60 seconds were the highlight of this whole chapter.

Introduction:

Diya Dutta is my ex-colleague from my previous firm. She and her husband Akash are settled in London after moving here 6 years back.

Diya, 34, has always been a charming lady. A sex goddess much before she married one of the kinkiest people, Akash. Proud of her long hair, big black eyes, round face and a body to die for.

She is a mother of a lovely 4-year-old toddler. She has taken utmost care of herself through regular workouts and daily commutes. (London is all about walking.) Still desired by many boys to oldies alike.

She stands 5’ 6” with a heavy bust, maybe 36c, a big brown areola. A curvy waistline of 28”, finishing up with a bubble butt of 36” (an ass to die for) supported by thunderous thighs.

Her tits and ass have always been her USP when we were colleagues. But I think, post her marriage, baby. The city of dreams has transformed her into one of the most desirable beings.

Akash, or AK as we call him, is 37 and compliments Diya when they stand together. He has a very successful career in one of the biggest hedge funds in the UK. He is a trader himself.

Someone who routinely spends time in the gym to stay on par with their European counterparts. A badass in bed with a 7-inch tool and the kinkiest between them both.

Landed in Heathrow mid-August last year for work. The city was lively and full of fun. Probably that’s why they call it a city of dreams. 2 months passed, and it was time for me to start finding my place. The tenancy in firm firm-sponsored duplex apartment in the central was ending.

Finally, after searching for two days, I found my abode in Stratford next to Westfield on a high-rise 25th floor.

Months passed in a jiffy, attending partner meetings, subordinate catch-ups, and drinking with colleagues in next-door tap (Breweries in London). I had my share of fun during this period, which will be covered in other parts.

Diya and I met at one of the market leader’s post-conference social gatherings organized for potential clients. It was already 9 p.m. when we wrapped our business and headed to the socialite lobby. The drinks and light snacks were being served.

As usual, Diya looked ravishing in her one-piece party wear with matching accessories. I couldn’t believe my luck. I first noticed her as we had not been in touch since she quit our firm 7 years back. I couldn’t help but approach her, holding my favourite single malt.

For a split second, she could remember my name for obvious reasons. She wasn’t expecting to see me there. However, once she revived from her thoughts, she could not help but stretch her arms to hug me. We were really happy to find each other after ages.

I must say, I didn’t expect her to be there in the first place, let alone find her so full of sensuality. The choice of her dress and the physic she has maintained took my breath away for a second. Our past encounters seem to have recapitulated right before my eyes.

Honestly, I felt like reliving our secret orgy encounter right that moment, making her my slut. Recovering from my thoughts, AK approached us, introducing himself. He was smart, well-dressed, fit, and an absolute trader material.

But something was different in his persona, a vibe you feel when you meet someone for the first time. Trust me, something about him was dark. After sharing a few drinks, we headed to the lobby where other delegates were. Their spouses were enjoying themselves in the soothing music they were playing.

By the end of 2 hours, I had already finished my 6th, AK may be his 8th and Diya on her 5th. We followed it through a couple of back-to-back shots. The lobby was dimly lit, and we started shaking our legs, enjoying the moment.

There were times when I held Diya by the waist, moving to the tune of music. In some instances, me and AK were holding her waist together. The party was great, the music was amazing. The environment was all electric due to the excitement on the dance floor between us.

At 12:30 a.m., we called it a night, bid farewells to our colleagues and waited at the parking for my Uber. AK stopped his car and offered to continue the party at their place. Diya, by then, was kind of drunk and horny. While entering the co-passenger front seat, I noticed her blue lace G string between the handrest.

Evident, AK and Diya made out in the car, either before the party or after. Anyway, the thought of it was already getting me a boner. Once we reached their county, AK pulled into a terraced house, a duplex. A very well-decorated one.

As we were all drunk, horny and wasted, Diya held my waist and leaned on AK’s shoulder. Somehow, we managed to get inside, giggling and singing. Once in the hall, me and AK settled in. Diya went upstairs, most probably to get comfortable.

I offered AK a smoke, and we decided to finish quickly. It was dammed cold. But we caught some stories and discussed some of the latest market insights and women.

Hesitantly, he asked me how close were me and Diya 7 years back. I reluctantly replied, “Good colleagues and just friends.” I was drunk, but I am a dog and will never let any of my secrets out when it comes to disclosures.

We decided to go inside. He offered me his bar and requested me to feel at home and pour some drinks till he figured out the state of Diya. I kept myself occupied going through his collection of single malts.

I suddenly felt a sudden urge to relieve my bladder and went up. The restroom was already occupied, and I could hear Diya from inside.

“AK, I am your bitch. I have been your slut wife my whole life since we were together,” said Diya. She continued, “I want to fuck Roy tonight, don’t say no to me, please. I had been your sex slave all these years, which I enjoyed. You made me lick your cum from your friend Roshni’s pussy. Ravaged my throat deep with your dick in front of your escort randis you bring every Saturday. But for tonight, let me be Randi of my own.”

“You made me a bitch tonight by taking me to your corporate gathering without my panties. I am sure even Roy could feel my bare ass while holding my ass while we danced.”

“I could feel his hardness poking me when were intentionally pushing my ass over his crotch. I know you wanted to tear my dress showcasing my tits to delegates.”

“So please, I beg you, I want to feel his dick again, feel his hot cum in my mouth over my tongue.”

“I wont mind even if you parade me outside naked after getting messed up by him. I need him tonight. I am ready to pay any price or fulfil your wishes.”

Her voice was trembling and breaking. Probably because she was gagging, trying to convince his not so gentlemanly husband to be a slut.

AK, while moaning, responded, “Yes, you are my slut-wife, and tonight, you will be mine and Roy’s mistress. Don’t think you have any leverage over me. I own you, and you will be punished the way I want you to suffer.”

His groan was so loud that Diya couldn’t stop but moan with him while he dumped his cum down her throat. I was thinking, am I in reality, or is it some trance where I imagine all these things occurring? My not-so-prude ex-colleague and her wicked husband are not the contemporary kind.

They enjoy sex as much as they enjoy living. I was hard and felt like breaking into their privacy. But It was just 2 a.m., and the night seemed never-ending.

Myself Roy, a successful investment banker in one of the top 3 IB giants. I stand 5″7′, a little nerdy with glasses, trying to hit the gym. It’s not bulky but has scope to improve. My USP, as Diya says, is that I can make any female comfortable, get them to smile and rock their beds without much effort.

If anyone is in the UK, London, Stratford E20, you can call me for a Mocha or a Peroni! Please mail me your thoughts at [email protected].

Kaise ho, dosto? Mera name Prince hai. Aur main iss platform mein paheli baar story likh raha hu. Mujhe yakin hai ki aap sab ko pasand ayegi yeh kahani.

Mujhe bachpan se ladki ki gulam karne ka sapna tha. Lekin choti soch (conservative) wale logo ke samaj ki wajah se meri ek bhi ladki dost bhi nahi thi. Aaj 21 saal ka hu fir bhi virgin hun. Aur abhi bhi meri life mein ek bhi ladki nahi hai ek dost ke rup mein.

Maine bohut femdom (ladkio ki hukumat) wale videos dekh ke apne jiwan ka maksad tay kar liya hai. Main iss zindagi mein ek gualm ke rup mein janam liya hai. Aur mujhe ladkio ki sewa karne ka maksad mila hai.

Toh yeh tab ki baat hai jab main junior college mein tha. Maine science liya tha isslye mujhe TV aur mobile ki permission nahi thi. Main sirf imagination (khayal mein) karke masturbation (muth) karta tha. Aur har imagination mein, main apne apko gulam ki tarah dekhta aur sewa karta apni malkin ki.

Hamari kamwali ka name Roshan tha. Woh dekhne mein sidhi sadi thi, lekin phone smart use karti thi. Uski skin kali thi aur height bhi kam thi. Uski body bohut najuk thi aur patli thi. Uske boob chote the lekin gand badi thi.

Ek din meri family mein ek chota sa occasion tha. Toh mere parents waha gaye the 2 din ke liye. Main akela tha ghar mein bohut din ke baad. Mum apna phone ghar per chod ke gayi thi taki main baat kar saku unke sath.

Usse acha moka kya ho sakta hai femdom porn dekhne ka? Toh main toh suru ho gaya woh porn dekhne laga. Uss wakt subha ke 9 baje the. Mujhe pata tha 10 baje ke aaspas Roshan ayegi bartan manj ne aur ghar ki saf-safai karne.

Kafi din ke baad porn dekha toh mere dimag fat chukka tha. Main zombie ki tarah porn dekh raha tha aur kab 10 baj gaye mujhe pata he nahi chala. 10 baje Roshan aayi aur bell bajaya.

Toh main turant kapde pahen ke darwaja khola. Roshan apna kam chup-chap karne lagi. Main apne kamre mein chala gaya, aur mera dimag abhi bhi porn ke bare mein soch raha tha. Maine abhi bhi paani nahi likala tha.

Toh maine socha abhi toh Roshan bartan manj rahi hai main thoda muth mar lu. Bartan manjte vakt sabun khatam ho gaya tha. Toh Roshan woh sabun store room mein se lene gayi lekin store room lock tha.

Toh uss store room ki chavi lene ke liye woh mere pass aa rahi thi. Aur yaha main yeh soch raha tha ki Roshan ko abhi aur 20-minute lagenge martan manjte. Lekin jab usne mere room ka darwaja khola toh main dang rahe gaya.

Woh mere samne aur mere chote lund ko ghur ke dekhne lagi. Maine turant apna pant pahen liya. Woh zor zor se hasne lagi aur boli, “Itna chota maine apni zindagi mein kabhi nahi dekha.”

Uski hasi aur yeh sab baate sunke mujhe sharmindgi hui. Mujhe thoda rona aa raha tha. Yeh dekh ke woh boli, “Tumhari koi girlfriend nahi hai?” Maine bola, “Girlfriend hoti toh yeh sub kyu karta. Girlfriend toh chodo koi friend bhi nahi hai.”

Roshan ne bola, “Chinta mat karo mil jayegi.” Main abhi bhi andar se dara hua tha ki kahi woh meri mummy ko bata na de. Main ne dar te hue bola ki, “Please meri mummy ko mat batana.”

Roshan ne bola, “Chinta mat karo mujhe ese kai raaz logo ke pata hote hai. Lekin hum kisiko batate nahi hai. Mujhe logo ke raaz rakhne ka shokh hai. Kai log hame paise dete hai aur kai log hame pyar. Batao tum hame kya donge?”

Main bola, “Main paisa nahi de sakta, daddy ko pata chal jayega. Aur pyar ka matlab?” Usne bola, “Pyar ka matlab chodna.” Main sharma gaya yeh sunke. Roshan ne bola haste hue, “Tum pyar kar bhi nahi pao ge iss chote lund se. Tumhe paisa he dena padega tumhara raaz rakhne ke liye.”

Main hath jodke bolne laga, “Main paisa nahi de sakta. Lekin tumhara muh bandh rakhne ke liye main tumhari gulami karunga.”  Roshan boli, “Gulami ka matlab? Tum kahena kya chahate ho?”

Main bola, “Mujhe bachpan se ladkio ki gulami karne ka shokh tha. Lekin kar nahi paya. Main tum jo bolo gi woh karunga. Tumhara gulam banke rahana chahta hu. Kisi ladki ka gulam banana ki meri kab se khwahish thi.”

Roshan boli haste hue, “Thik hai aaj se tu mera kutta aur main teri malkin. Tu aaj se meri seva karega.” Yeh sun ke mera chahera hasi se khil utha. Main bola, “Thank you, malkin!” Roshan ko pata tha main ghar mein 2 din akela hu.

Toh hum ne tai kar liya ki jab hum akele honge tab main uski gulami karunga. Roshan boli, “Chal kutte, nanga hoke pure ghar ka kaam kar. Main dusro ke kaam karke sham 5 baje tak aaja hungi. Tum tab tak kuch nahi khaoge aur mere liye khana bahar se order kar dena.”

Main bola, “Ji, malkin.” Woh zor se hasi yeh sun ke. Sham tak mere pet ki wat lag chuki thi bhuk ke mare. Jab woh aayi toh main apne char pero pe uske pass gaya aur uske per ko chumne laga.

Roshan boli, “Are mera kutta, bohut bhuk lagi hogi tujhe, yeh le biscuit kha.” Yeh kaheke usne dur biscuit dala, aur main char pero pe jake khane laga. Usne esa 4-5 baar kiya.

Fir woh table per baith ke maine order kiya hua khana khane lagi. Bich bich mein woh khana jamin per thuk ke mujhe issaro mein khane ko kehti thi. Aur main ache kutte ki tarah kha leta tha.

Khana khane ke baad Roshan ne mere muh ke ander apna piya hua pani dala. Woh pike alag hi anand aa raha tha. Fir woh meri pith per baith ke pure ghar ki sawari ki. Bathroom mein jaki mujhse 2 baar toilet seat chatwayi.

Uske bad hum dono mere room mein gaye. Roshan ne apne per chatwaye aadhe khante tak meri jibh se. Main chat ta raha jese mujhe paani mil gaya ho registan mein. Fir usne apne niche ke kapde utare.

Main uski bina kapdo ki gand dekhta hi raha gaya. Roshan boli, “Kutte chal apni malkin ki gand chat.” Main bola, “Ji malkin.” Main bed ke upper let gaya, aur woh mere muh pe baith gayi. Woh har thodi der mein uth rahi thi taki main sanse le saku.

Main tut pada uski gand ko chat ne mein. Woh apne chut ko halke se hila rahi thi aur siskiya le rahi thi. Main bhi mahol ka maja le raha tha uski gand chat ke. Roshan boli, “Kutte, puri jibh dal meri gand mein. Kya yeh bhi nahi thik se kar sakta? Kisi kaam ka nahi, ek number ka chutiya hai tu.”

Main yeh sab sun ke zor zor se chat ne laga aur puri jibh dalne laga. Woh anand lene lagi aur zor se siskiya lagane lagi. Uske baad uska paani nikal gaya aur mujhe pine ko bola. Main pura paani amrut samaj ke pi gaya.

Thakan ki wajah se usne badme bohut sara paani piya. Bich mein mere muh ke ander bhi pani ko thuk ki tarah dala apne muh se. Main uske muh se nikla sara paani pi gaya amrut samaj ke.

Raat ko usne mujhe bathroom mein bandh kar diya sone ke liye aur woh bed pe so gayi. Puri raat main bas din mein jo kuch bhi hua tha uske bare mein soch raha tha. Woh sab sochte sochte mujhe nind aa gayi aur main bathroom ki jamin pe hi so gaya.

Dusre din usne mujhe thapad marke uthaya. Main daar gaya, main bola, “Kya hua malkin!” Roshan boli, “Chal kutte, subaha ho gayi hai, tu deer se utha iss liye main tere muh ke under susu karungi.”

Yeh sunke main ghabra gaya aur maine bola, “Dekho mujhe kuch ho sakta hai, aissa tum nahi kar sakti.” Yeh sunke usne mere muh mein 3-4 thappad de diye aur boli, “Bhosdike, gulam hai tu mera, main jo bolungi woh tu karega.”

Main dar ke mare let ke muh khula kiya. Woh baith gayi aur susu karne lagi, aur main uska sara susu amrut ki tarah samaj ke pi gaya. Suru mein acha nahi lag raha tha, lekin baad mein anand aa raha tha.

Woh uthi tab maine bola, “Thank you malkin.” Yeh sunke Roshan zor se has ne lagi. Fir usne thuka mere upper aur chali gayi bathroom mein nahane. Woh apne dusre kapre laye thi.

Jab tak woh naha rahi thi. Maine uske liye nasta banaya. Jab woh nahake aayi tab bohut hi sundar dikh rahi thi. Maine bola, “Malkin, aap bohut sundar ho.”

Roshan boli, “Acha kutte, meri tarif ki hai issliye tujhe naste mein biscuit nahi wohi kahan milega jo tum ne mere liye banaya hai.”

Main bola, “Thank you, malkin.” Maine malkin ka khana table pe rakh diya, aur mera khana leke main niche zamin per baith gaya. Tabhi malkin ayi aur apne niche ke kapde uttar ke mere naste mein susu kiya.

Apna kapda pahen ke mere naste mein thuk ke table per baith gayi aur apna nasta khane lagi. Main bina kuch bole amrut ki tarah woh nasta khane laga. Badme maine malkin ko bola, “Thank you.”

Tabh woh sirf muskurai. Badme woh apne kam mein chali gayi. Sham ko 5 baje tak maine ghar ka sara kaam kar liya tha. Roshan aye tab thodi gusse mein thi. Lagta tha kisi ke sath jhagad ke ayi thi. Usne ate hi mere muh pe 20 jitni thapad mari.

Main thoda kaapne laga, aur bola, “Kya hua malkin?” Yeh sunke usne aur 5 thapad zor se lagai. Main chup raha iss baar. Roshan boli, “Gulam sawal nahi karte. Bas apni malkin ka kahena mante hai, age se apni aukat yaad rakhna.”

Main daarte hue bola, “Ji malkin.” Roshan sofe pe baith ke boli, “Chal aab per dabao mere.” Main chup chap per daba ne laga. Badme malkin ke kehne per maine unke pero ko chata thode der tak.

Dusre din subh mere ghar wale sab ane wale the. Toh usne raat ko apne ghar jana sahi samja. Raat ko jane se pahele mujhe kapde pahene ko bola aur hum dono sofe pe baith ke thodi baate ki.

Aur mujhe pucha, “Kaisa laga mera gulam banna?” Main bola, “Malkin, yeh do din mere liye swarg the. Mera bas chale toh main puri zindagi apki gulami karu.” Roshan muskurate hue boli, “Acha laga sunke.”

Uske baad rat ko usne mujhe apne ghar ka pata diya aur kaha, “Agar kabhi bhi time mile toh aajana meri seva karne ke liye. Aur tere ghar per bhi agar time milega toh hum yeh sab karenge.

Jane se pahele usne mujhe muh pe ek lamba sa kiss kiya. Main kuch samaj nahi pa raha tha lekin anand bohut aa raha tha. Uss kiss ke baad maine bola, “Aap sach mein bohut hi aachi malkin ho.”

Roshan boli, “Chal kutte, aab main chali.” Aisa bolke halka sa thapad mere muh pe mar ke chali gayi.

Dosto yeh meri paheli kahani thi. Yeh ek kalpanik kahani thi. Comments mein batayega kesi lagi Roshan aur meri chemistry.

You can share your feedback on [email protected]. Agar koi ladki ko online slave/gulam chahiye toh bhi mujhe issi email se contact kar sakti hai.

Hello readers, I have been following this website for a long time and I enjoy reading the stories from different people and how they approached their respective stories. It inspired me to write about the real sexual encounter I had with my maid when I was staying in Gurgaon way before Covid times.

I always had a thing for maids. My first attraction to a maid was when I was in college in my second year and the cleaning lady always used to turn me on. Thin, sleek, and dusky woman, never afraid to show some skin. I banged her quite a few times during that year, but that’s a story for later.

Coming back to Gurgaon, the year was 2019 and I was already doing my job for about a year. My first cooking lady was a widowed one and I tried my best to seduce her wearing only my underwear in front of her and also used to masturbate naked while she used to work in the kitchen.

I used to stay in a 1RK apartment, so getting caught was very easy. But that is what the excitement is for, right? The servant never saw me naked, but told me to wear pants so that she didn’t feel embarrassed. Even though I fantasized about her, I always stayed within the line so that she didn’t get offended.

One day she had to get admitted to the hospital for a problem with her kidney. So she brought in her replacement, the beautiful Anju. Anju was a bit chubby, but she was fair and had a cute face with an infectious smile.

We had small talks for the first few months, and Anju used to bring her kid. We kind of liked each other and she grew fond of me when I started playing with her kid, offering chocolates and stuff like that. Then she started telling me where she was from and used to stay about 2 hours a day in the morning before my office time.

As finances were tough for her and her husband, they had to send their kid back to their hometown of Nadia. We both speak the same language in a world where everyone speaks Hindi so she confided in me about their problems and I helped her out with some money.

She didn’t want to take it, but I insisted because to be honest at that point I started liking her and I didn’t want her to go through the pain of being homeless as the cost of staying in Gurgaon was high. Then the maid took the money and held my hand for a long time before going off to her place.

She didn’t come to work for the next week as she went to drop off her kid. But she called me and informed me in advance so that I didn’t think she cheated with the money.

The first day after sending her kid, she came with a gloomy face and she poured her out to me and cried. I consoled her and then told her to stay for lunch and spend time with me in the afternoon.

We had a good time where we got to know a bit more about ourselves. It turned out she was younger than me and got married at 19. We were 23 and 25 at that time and used to call each other “Didi” and “Dada” respectively. I told her that I would keep calling her that as I was now used to it. She felt a bit reluctant at first, but she agreed and that was how we kept on addressing each other for the rest of the story.

Anju always used to wear a kurti and leggings. I liked that she wore tight leggings as that way I could see the shape of her ass. The fine curvy shape of her ass always made my mind go wild and always made my dick go hard.

One day I took a bath while she was working and I came out of the bathroom wearing only a “Gamcha” as all my towels were off drying in the sun as I cleaned it that morning. As I was pretty much hung down there,there was an obvious bulge and the shape of my penis was visible as the cloth was translucent. I figured why not give it a try?

So, I walked in front of the married servant, water dripping from my body and she noticed the bulge with a small peek. As she saw that I was looking at her, she looked away murmuring on her own. Then I went across to my cupboard and took out my underwear and put it on and then walked straight to the kitchen area to drink a glass of water.

She saw me approaching almost naked but didn’t complain. Instead, she handed me the bottle and told me to dry my hair as I might get cold. Then I asked her if she had a problem with me wearing only underwear in front of her.

She replied, “It’s your home, dada, you can wear whatever you like.” and smirked. From that point, I only used to wear underwear in front of her and she was also comfortable interacting with me with that attire.

Now she used to see me only in underwear when I used to be alone with her. Every day I greeted her in my room wearing that single piece of cloth and my dick was always hard. Sometimes I used to wear nothing and covered myself with only a bed sheet around my lower region and opened the door for her. She didn’t mind and I continued to do that around her.

One day she wore a kajal and a beautiful kurti and leggings. She entered the room smiling and asked me what was new with her. I said that Kajal was a sexy addition, but she said something else was different. I couldn’t understand so she told me to come closer to her in the kitchen and see her properly. Then I told her that I was naked so I couldn’t go near her.

Instead, she came near me, switched on the light, and told me that she bought new earrings with her own money. I said it was very pretty and touched her face with my hands showing my eagerness. She blushed but didn’t move and cupped her face onto my hand. She also mentioned that her husband scolded her for “wasting” money.

But I told her, “This looks very pretty on you, don’t listen to your husband. You bought it with your own money. So, be proud of it.” She smiled and went back to work.

Later, after half an hour, as I was waiting for my tea, I found that my lighter had exhausted and there were no matches to light my cigarette. She instantly told me to come to the kitchen and light a cigarette on the stove. I hesitated for a bit because I was not wearing anything and I asked her, “I am not wearing anything, didi. Would you have a problem if I go near the kitchen naked?”

She looked at the cupboard hook where a line of half pants and underwear were there. So I thought she was gesturing to me to wear something from there.

But she replied, “No Dada, I have no problem, you can walk around me naked if you want. After all, you walk almost naked in front of me anyway and I know what you do on the bed when I am working”. And she started laughing with her cute smile. I was surprised, as I didn’t know what she was talking about.

“I know that you masturbate every day when I am working and cleaning the dishes. And I saw you jerking off inside the bed sheet. So I wait for you to finish before I come over and serve you your morning tea.”

I felt embarrassed to which she replied, “Don’t worry, dada. I am not offended. And I know you watch porn and do it. I just don’t want to disturb you when you are doing it, so I wait for you to finish. It is all right that you do it and I never saw your penis so you do not need to be embarrassed. You can come here and light your cigarette.”

Then I shyly removed my bed sheet and there I stood in front of the maid, fully naked with my 7-and-a-half-inch dick hard and straight. She saw my boner and smiled, switched on the gas stove, and gestured to me to light the cigarette.

As I came near her, she didn’t move her eyes from my penis. I was enjoying her stare and smiled at her when our eyes met. She felt a bit embarrassed as she understood that she was staring at my thing for too long. I quickly replied so that she didn’t feel bad, “It is okay, Didi. I like when you look at me that way.” She smiled as I lit my cigarette.

Then I stood near her naked and smoked away as I asked her, “Didi, why do you have to tie your hair? You should untie it. That way, you would look more beautiful.”

She smiled and answered, “Na, I won’t do it.”

“Please do it, didi, I want to see you with your hair down.” She again turned me down.

So I said smiling, “If you won’t do it, then I will spank you. It’s either you put your hair down or you get spanked”. And I started laughing nervously waiting for her reply.

Anju looked at me with a smile and said, “Okay, you can spank me. But not too hard. I don’t want hand-prints on my ass.”

To this, I got very excited. I immediately took a few hard puffs and threw the cigarette away and slowly lifted her kurti. To my surprise, she also bent over so that I could get a good view of her ass.

Anju’s deliciously shaped perfect ass was staring at me. I spanked her on her left butt cheek and she moaned a bit. I spanked her again in the same place but now it was a bit harder. She moaned a bit harder.

Now, I stroked my dick with my left hand and kept spanking and caressing her the desi maid’s ass. She started moaning harder and I could hear her breath becoming faster. Then I started to caress her butt and slowly, my hands went down her crack and towards her pussy.

Anju spread her legs a bit more and I now was rubbing her pussy over her leggings. I felt a tinge of wetness and started rubbing harder. Her moans started to intensify and she turned around and looked at me and then saw me jerking off. She smiled and with her left hand started touching and jerking me.

I untied her hair anyway and pulled her hair softly. She looked back at me and said, “Close the door, dada” gesturing to the open balcony door. I quickly went and closed the door.

Now, we were facing each other and looking intensely into our eyes. I looked at her lips and like an involuntary action, I moved forward and our lips touched. I started kissing her and she also started kissing me back. Our tongues intertwined and I started to undress her slowly.

I also put my hands beneath her kurti and took off her leggings. I pressed Anju’s boobs hard with my left hand. My right hand was fingering her intensely and we were kissing like animals. With her right hand, she gently stroked my penis and with her left hand was groping my ass. I could feel her nails as she was holding onto my ass hard.

Without second thoughts, I lifted her kurti and removed it. We were now naked, holding onto each other, and started kissing again with full force. She was not holding anything back. She was moaning very hard, so I could see her nipples becoming hard and her pussy wet.

Then I sucked the aroused servant’s nipples, taking my time and taking turns on each breast. She kept moaning, “Oh dada, Yes dada, bite my nipples!”

I obeyed her and bit her right nipple. She pulled my hair hard as I bit her left nipple and started moving down. Then I knelt before her and put her left leg on my shoulder. With her legs spread, I went in with my tongue and started licking her pussy. I licked up and down in circular motions and started eating her pussy. With my right hand, I pressed her left boob and with my left hand, I stroked my cock intensely. I could feel her coming to her climax as I kept on licking her and now using my left hand, fingered her on the upper part of her clit.

Anju then pulled my hair hard and suddenly, she let out a loud moan, “AAHH”. Her legs started to shake as she started to lose balance due to orgasm. The maid came into my mouth. I didn’t mind as I enjoyed the taste of her cum. She sat down with me and started hugging me. I caressed her neck and shoulders as she said,

“Dada, Please stand up. Please fuck my mouth. Do it your way. Have your way with me.”

I stood up, shoved my dick into the maid’s mouth. Her mouth felt beautiful and I felt a soothing warm feeling on my dick. I held her head and started fucking her mouth. Then I put my whole dick inside her mouth. She started to gag a bit but told me not to stop. “Don’t stop dada, keep doing it. I am okay. I am enjoying it.”

We locked eyes as I kept pressing my dick into her mouth and after a session of intense mouth-fucking I took it out. The spit was all across my dick and was on her breast. She coughed and smiled and urged me to kiss her.

We then stood up. I took her hand and we walked across to the bed. She laid down spreading her legs wide open for me. Then she smiled and said, “Fuck me, dada. I want you inside me. I want to feel good, dada. Put that hard dick inside me. Fuck me like you fucked my mouth.”

I couldn’t wait to get inside her. For months I had waited for this moment – imagining what it would be like to be inside her, jerking off twice a day thinking about and jerking off openly when she was working in my house.

We didn’t have condoms. But at that time it didn’t matter to both of us. We just wanted to become one.

I walked across to my Bluetooth player, connected it to my phone, and started playing John Mayer’s “Your Body is a Wonderland”. Anju didn’t know English, but she smiled as she told me it was a good idea because the song would subdue her moans.

But I knew what the song was about. I smiled at her and climbed onto the bed. I put her legs up and pressed them down in a V-shape stretching out her pussy wide. She held my penis and started rubbing her pussy with it and told me to push. I pushed it in and slowly I was inside her, her warm tight pussy.

“Oh didi, this feels so good, baby”, I exclaimed. I saw her eyes closed and she moaned too, “Oh dada, your dick is so big and hard. Please be slow at the start. My husband’s dick is not this big.”

I took it slow and started thrusting at a rhythmic pace. The servant couldn’t stop moaning. It is an awesome feeling to hear a girl moan when she is fucked. It means she is having the time of her life.

Slowly, I started increasing the speed. At this point, both of us started sweating but we didn’t care. All we cared about was that we were one. Then she started to pinch my nipples. She lifted her head to suck my nipples. I came down a bit to allow her. She worked her magic with her tongue.

That aroused me a lot and I started to go harder. Then she went back and laid down.

“Kiss me, dada. I want to cum, fuck me and kiss me.” I leaned over and started french kissing her. This was very intense as I took her hands and put them in a cross shape over her head and held her wrists with my hand.

She was now locked and was in my mercy. I kept fucking the maid and kissing her. I could hear her say, “Yes, Yes, Like that. Yes! Yes!”

I started caressing her neck when she started sucking my neck and started biting me slowly. I let go of her wrist and then interlocked our fingers together. Then I whispered in her ears, “Cum for me, baby. Cum on my dick, didi.”

I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. I saw her tits bouncing up and down and within a minute or two, she let out a loud moan and I felt a wet feeling on my dick. Then she started to shake and I put my dick out. I immediately went down and put my mouth on her pussy, sucking and licking her when she was having her orgasm.

I could feel her getting tired, but she wanted to go again and wanted to make me cum. Then I told Anju to get out of bed and took her near the mirror. Facing the mirror, she put her hands on the dressing table and arched her back telling me to fuck in doggy style. I obeyed and put my dick inside her.

I pulled her hair as I thumped her from behind. Our eyes met and we smiled at each other as I fucked hard. The John Mayer album had already finished by then and there was only the sound of our moaning and the thumping sound of our quaffing.

“You like fucking your didi, dada?” she asked.

“Yes, Didi. I wanted to fuck you for a long time. I want to cum inside you”, I said.

She smiled and answered, “Not today. But surely you will cum inside me in the future. I want to swallow your cum like you did with mine.” This made me happy as we were going to fuck in the future and I like to cum inside a woman like her.

“I will be prepared with the pills next time, didi,” I said. I was coming close to my release and she kept mouthing “Mukhe felo, mukhe felo (cum in my mouth, come in my mouth)”.

I took my dick out and told her to come near and be on her knees. She knelt before me as I jerked and put my dick in her mouth. Within 10 seconds of fucking her mouth, I came and I came hard. I filled her mouth with my juice and she took it gracefully and waited for me to finish. Anju swallowed it with a cute smile on her face and looked at me.

I knelt beside her and hugged her. The sweat was dripping from both of us as I moved the sweat off her face and kissed her.

After almost an hour of intense fucking, we became tired and laid on the bed switching the fan on. We laughed and giggled thinking about what we did in the past hour and cuddled a bit. I told her to stay for lunch and ordered food. We then took a shower and cleaned and dried each other.

Anju hid when the delivery guy came to deliver the food. We ate our food naked and then slept in each other’s arms. After 2 or 3 hours, it was time for her to leave as it was close to dusk. She had to work in other places. So she got dressed and gave me a peck on the lips, saying, “I loved what we did today and I want to do it again. Maybe I will even let you cum inside me next time. But promise me you won’t tell anyone.”

“I promise, Didi. It is going to be our little secret”.

I fucked her 20-25 times after this day and each time, we enjoyed it like it was our first. I guess we wouldn’t have stopped if Covid didn’t come and I had to leave for Kolkata. We had not been in contact since I left Gurgaon 5 years ago.

I hope she is well with her family, and I hope to meet her someday. I miss her and I hope she misses me as well. Till that day comes I will cherish all the memories we made during our little affair we had.

Well, that is it guys. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it and reliving the passionate sex I had with my maid. She was more than a maid to me. During my lonely times, she was there, she cared for me and never asked anything in return.

It was a kind of love we wanted but couldn’t get through with it and I will keep these memories in my heart and take it with me to my grave.

If you guys enjoyed it please comment or email me at [email protected] for feedback. If there are positive reviews I will share more of the sex I had with Anju (name changed), the threesome I had with her and her friend, some stories with my maid back during my Graduation, and a one-time evergreen experience with my post-graduation college professor.

Hello guys, mere naam Ravi (name changed) hai. Main Chandigarh ka rehne wala hu. Meri age 24 years hai. Main bachpan se sports mein raha hu, to meri body kaafi fit hai. Meri family mein mummy, papa aur mere do Bhai hai. Papa private company mein job karte hai, aur kaam ke silsile mein baahar aate-jaate rehte hai. Bada bhai Canada mein hai, aur chhota bhai hostel mein rehta hai study ke liye.

Hamari family Punjab ke shehar Ludhiana mein rehti hai, aur main Chandigarh mein job karta hu, aur yahi rehta hu. Ab kahani pe ate hai.

Main college time mein hi sex stories padhne laga tha. Ek din maine online ek incest story padhi. Usme ek ladka apni maa ki chudai ki kahani bata raha tha. Mujhe ajeeb sa feel ho raha tha. Maine aisa pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.

Mera lund itna hard ho gaya tha, ki usme pain hone lagi. Main room mein baith kar story padh raha tha ki tabhi maa mere room mein aa gayi. Meri mom ki age 45 years ki hai unka rang na zyada gora na zyada saawla hai. Figure unka 43-32-45 hai with curves.

Unki gaand baahar ko nikli hui hai. Maine kayi baar logon ko unki gaand ki taraf dekhte dekha hai. Jaise hi mom andhar aayi (wo andar se bartan uthane aayi thi), to meri nazar unke boob par padi. Main dekhta hi reh gaya. Lust mere dimag pe poore zor se chadhi hui thi. Wo mere bed ke paas aayi, aur bartan uthane ke liye jhuki.

Unke bade-bade boobs mere saamne the. Mere hath mein mobile tha, jisme main maa ki chudai ki kahani padh raha tha. Mera lund poora tanna hua tha. Meri maa ne meri taraf dekha, aur bina kuch notice kiye hi baahar jaane lagi. Shayad wo kuch keh bhi rahi thi, par unki awaaz mere kaano tak nahi pahunch paa rahi thi.

Wo jaise hi gate ki taraf mudi, aur baahar ki taraf jaane lagi, main unki matakti hui bhari hui gaand ko dekhne laga, aur meri nigahe unhe baahar tak chhodh kar aayi. Unke jaane ke baad maine khud ko sambhala aur dekh ke ye main kya kar raha tha mere pairon ke neeche se zameen khisak gayi.

Mujhe guilt feel hone laga. Maine mobile side mein rakh diya, aur khud ko kosne laga ki nahi wo meri maa thi. Main khud se ye keh hi raha tha, par mera lund meri pant phaad ke baahar aane ko taiyaar tha. Maine firse mobile uthaya aur us story ko poora padha.

Fir maine aur bahut kuch search kiya mom and son ki chudai ke baare mein. Mera dimag hil gaya net pe itni stories, videos and images dekh kar. Us din maine saara din yahi kiya. Shaam tak main convince ho gaya tha ki ye sab galat nahi hai. Meri maa bhi ek aurat thi, and main ek ladka tha.

Us din maine maa ko soch kar pehli baar muth maari. Sach batau to itna maza pehle kabhi nahi aaya. Uske baad maine sirf maa bete ki hi kahaniyan padhni shuru kar di. Main roz maa ko dekhta, unhe touch karta tha, aur hamesha unko soch kar hi hilata tha. Main hamesha sochta tha ki agar maa maan jaye to ghar mein hi chut ka jugaad ho jayega. Kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalega, aur itni khoobsurat aurat ke sath main roz chudai karunga.

Lekin meri maa kaafi strict aurat thi, and wo kaafi purane riwaaz ki aurat hai. Isliye main darta tha ki kahi unhone papa ko bata diya to. Fir main aage ki study karne ke liye Chandigarh chala gaya. Bada bhai Canada chala gaya. Life achi chalne lagi, par mere dimag se maa ko chodne ka khayaal kabhi nahi gaya.

Kayi baar main gf ke sath sex karte time bhi mom ko hi imagine karta tha. Meri girlfriend kaafi chalu thi. Wo bhi roleplay mein poora sath deti thi. To hum kabhi-kabhi sugar daddy and sugar mummy wala roleplay karte the. Maine study ke baad Chandigarh mein job join kar li.

Kaafi samay baad wo din aaya, jiska mujhe saalo se intezaar tha. Baat may 2022 ki hai. Is samay meri tabiyat achanak se kharaab ho gayi. Kuch maheene pehle hi mera breakup hua tha, to girlfriend bhi nahi thi. Maine checkup karwaya, to white cells ki kami aayi. 2 din mein hi meri body kaafi kamzor ho gayi thi. Maine ghar pe call ki, aur saari baat batayi.

Maa ne kaha: Tu kaam se chutti leke ghar aaja.

Maine office se ek week ki leave li, apna samaan pack kiya, medicines li, aur bike leke ghar chala gaya. Maine doctor se keh kar thodi strong medicine li thi, uski wajah se mera sar bhi ghoom raha tha, jaise nasha sa ho rakha tha. Main jaise-taise ghar pahuncha.

Dad kaam ke silsile mein 4 din ke liye Delhi gaye hue the. Wo aaj hi nikle the. Chhota bhai hostel mein tha Chandigarh mein. Abhi 4 din ki liye main aur mom akele hi the ghar pe. Main jaise hi ghar pahuncha, maine horn bajaya. Mom baahar aayi. Mom ne aate hi mera haal-chaal poocha.

Maine theek hu kaha, aur bike andar stand pe laga di. Main jaise hi bike se utra, mera sir abhi bhi chakra raha tha. Maine jaise hi nazar upar ki, mom yellow colour ke tight suit mein mera bag pakde mere saamne khadi thi. Meri nazar unke boobs ke beech ki gehrayi mein thi.

Garmi ka mausam tha, maa grami mein kaafi khule, deep neck ke suit pehanti hai. Unhe garmi bahut lagti hai. Wo zyadatar apne samaan ko chunni se dhak kar rakhti hai. Par us din unhone chunni nahi li thi. Maa ne firse mujhse poocha-

Maa: Beta kya hua? Teri aankhen bahut laal ho rakhi hai.

Maine kaha: Nahi mom, maine medicine li hai na, aur raasta kaafi lamba tha, to uski wajah se.

Wo mere pass aayi, aur mujhe hug kar liya. Wo mere shoulder tak hi aa rahi thi, par jaise hi unhone mujhe hug kiya, unke mulayam boobs meri body ke sath chipak gaye. Mera lund tight hona shuru ho gaya. Maine mom ki taraf dekha. Wo mere seene si lipti hui thi, aur tension mein lag rahi thi. Maine maa se kaha-

Main: Main theek hu. Wo medicine ka dosage thoda zyada tha. Iski wajah se haalat thodi kharaab lag rahi hai.

Main ye keh hi raha tha, ki meri nazar unke baahar ko nikli gaand pe padi. Mom ki back itne saalon baad bhi kaafi ubhri hui thi, aur unke jism se halki si khushbu aa rahi thi, jo mujhe aur bhi madhosh kar rahi thi. Mom ne hug karna band kiya and meri bagal mein aa gayi, aur meri back ke around arm se pakad liya. Wo meri right arm apne shoulder pe rakh ke mujhe andar le jane lagi.

Dopahar ka time tha, baahar bahut garmi thi. Meri nazar abhi bhi maa ki body par hi thi. Mera lund poora rod jaise ho raha tha, aur underwear pehanne ke bawjood bhi pant se saaf dikh raha tha. Maine maa se kaha-

Main: Maa mujhe nasha sa feel ho raha hai.

Mom boli: Fever ki wajah se teri body bahut tap rahi hai, and toone medicine bhi le rakhi hai, uski wajah se ho raha hoga.

And fir wo mujhe andar tak le aayi. Main mauka nahi chhodhna chaahta tha. Mom meri bahut close thi, aur nashe ke kaaran meri himmat bhi bahut badh gayi thi. Mom jaise hi mere kamre mein aayi, aur  paas ke sofe pe mujhe litane lagi. Maine jaan-boojh kar table se takrane ka bahana karke mom ko sofe pe gira diya, aur upar khud gir gaya.

Mom ki back meri taraf thi. Maine bachne ki koi koshish nahi ki, aur mom ke upar hi let gaya. Mera lund poora tanna hua tha, aur meri mom ki taango ke beech tha. No doubt unhone mera lund raaste mein dekh liya tha, aur ab main unke upar tha, aur mera lund unki gaand ke theek neeche unki moti thigh ke beech mein tha.

Main poora feel kar raha tha. Main 2-3 second aise hi raha, aur baad mein maa ke upar se jhat se hatt gaya and sorry kehne laga. Mom uthi, aur unhone kaha-

Maa: Dekh kar chal, abhi chot lag jati to?

Maa ne mujhe sofe pe bithaya, aur paani leke aayi. Maine paani piya aur maa se baatein karne laga. Mera lund abhi bhi khada tha, aur main aankhen band karke maa se baatein kar raha tha. Maine aankhen kholi, aur maa mere lund ki taraf dekh rahi thi, aur unhone mujhe kaha-

Maa: Toone medicine to sahi li hai na?

Aur mujhe kuch kapde laa kar diye aur boli: Change kar le main khaana lagati hu.

Mom baahar gayi. Maine bhai baith kar kapde chage kiye, and mom ki wait karne laga. Thodi der baad mom khaana leke aayi, aur table pe rakh diya. Abhi main lower and t-shirt mein tha. Mom ne chunni leli thi, and mera lund shant ho chuka tha. Mom mere sath aake baith gayi, and baatein karne lagi. Hum dono baatein karte rahe.

Maine khaana khaaya, aur mom ne dishes kar di, and firse mere se baatein karne lagi. Hum kaafi samay tak baatein karte rahe. Maine dekha ki mom abhi kaafi khul chuki thi. Unhone mujhe bataya ki kaise mohalle ke kayi ladkon ne ass-paas ke ladkiyon se hi bhaag kar shaadi kar li thi. Unme se ek to cousins hi the.

Maine mom se bola: Mom aaj kal ye sab aam baat hai.

And unhone mujhse poocha: Tera to koi chakkar nahi chal raha? Tu mat bhaag ke shaadi kario. Hame bata dena hum kuch nahi kahenge.

Main meri mom mein ke muh se ye sab sun ke bahut hairan tha. Then mere dimag mein gande khayaal aane shuru ho gaye, ki ab mera chance ban sakta tha. Abhi mom open minded ho rahi thi. Ab bas unki taango ko open karna tha. Main medicine leke apne bed pe jaake let gaya, and mom ghar ke kaam mein busy ho gayi. Main lete hue yahi soch raha tha ki mom ko kaise patau.

To maine socha ki pehle mom ke close hota hu. Main uth kar kitchen mein chala gaya. Mom kitchen mein khaana bana rahi thi. Main gaya, aur unke peeche padi chair pe jaake baith gaya aur unki gaand ko taadne laga.

Maine jaldi karni sahi nahi samjhi. Maine apne lund ko apni lower ke elastic mein sata liya tha, jo baahar dikhayi na de. Aur fir main mom se baatein karne laga.

Main: Mom smell bahut achi aa rahi hai. Aap bahut acha khaana banate ho. Mera baahar ke khaane se mann bhar gaya hai. Us din maine mom ki bahut tareef ki, aur unke sath hi saari evening spend ki. Maine unki help ki, and unki body ko jee bhar ke taada.

Aise hi 2 din guzre. Main mom se baatein karta tha. Fir bathroom mein jaake unki panty leke muth maarta tha, aur unko patane ke tareeke sochta tha. Do din mein hum kaafi close aa gaye the. Unhone apni bahut si baatein mujhe batayi, jaise ki saari ladkiyan batati hai agar aap unse sahi se baat karo.

Maine do din mein unhe kaafi toch kiya. Ab wo kuch nahi keh rahi thi. Maine unhe hug bhi kiya, but wo zyada lamba hug nahi karti thi. And wo baar-baar kehte thi-

Mom: Tu ab bada ho gaya hai. Teri shaadi karni padegi jaldi.

Maine itna to hisaab laga liya tha, ki mera chance to tha. Ek raasta tha ki unko pakad lu, and seduce karne ki koshish karu. Par ye mujhe hone ke chances nahi lag rahe the. Doosra tareeka tha ki kisi tarah se main unhe khud raazi kar lu sex ke liye.

Main saara din yahi sochta rehta tha. Fir maine decide kiya ki mom ko apna lund dikhaunga. Main aapko ek baat batana to bhool hi gaya. Mera rang bhi thoda saawla hai, and mera lund 7.5 inch ka mota kaala lund hai. Mere friends mujhe kehte hai tere paas ek habshi ka lund hai.

Mujhe laga ki agar main apna lund maa ko dikha doonga to unke reaction se mujhe pata chal jayega ki baat banegi ki nahi. Mom aur dad ne sex karna kaafi kam kar diya tha hamare bade hone ke baad.

Par mere dad hai to ek mard hi na. Main jab bhi ghar aata tha, main kayi baar dekhta tha, ki dad kayi baar mom ki gaand pe hath fer rahe hote the, aur mom unka hath hata deti thi. Ye keh kar ke “Sharam karo, bachhe abhi bade ho gaye hai, wo dekh lenge”. Maine ye kayi baar dekha  hai jab main unke room ke paas se guzar raha hota tha.

Us din maine plan banaya ki subha main mom ko apna lund dikhaunga. Maine raat mein ek new website dhoondhi jispe sirf mom son ki porn video pics and gif thi. Main ghanto tak use dekhta raha, and maine mom ki ek photo nikali aur use dekh ke apna maal nikala. Fir main subha 5 baje ka alarm laga ke so gaya.

Subha alarm baja, aur main utha. Meri aankhon mein abhi bhi neend thi. Mere dimag mein tabhi khayaal aaya ki main kis liye aaj itni subha uth raha hu. Tabhi maine raat wali website open ki, aur uspe mom-son gif open kar li. Meri mom roz 5:30 pe uth jati hai, aur usually wo mujhe uthane aati hai, taaki main running pe jaa saku.

Main us din laptop pe gifs dekh raha tha. Mera lund poora tanna hua tha. Maine bed ki side pe table par apna phone deewar se laga ke seedha khada kar diya tha. Sim nikaal diya tha, taaki kisi ka call na aaye and camera on karke position set kar rakhi thi. Aur thoda samaan uske age rakh rakha tha, taaki mobile dikhayi na de.

Mujhe jaise hi laga ki mom uth gayi thi main poora nanga ho gaya. Mera lund poora khada tha. Par mere letne ke kaaran wo pet se satta hua tha, aur bas thoda sa hi upar ki taraf tha. Maine chaadar ko ikattha kiya apne pet par, aur lund ko sahara de kar poora upar ko kar diya.

Ab mera sar aur body chaadar se dhake hue the. Mera lund khada tha. Meri balls and neeche ka saara kuch dikhayi de raha tha. Light band thi, aur baahar se halki light aa rahi thi. Fir bhi saara kuch dikh raha tha. Mom mere room ki taraf aa rahi thi. Maine awaaz suni, and sone ki acting karne laga.

Mera camera pichle 7 minute se record kar raha tha. Maine laptop ki screen ko neeche kiya, aur uspe pillow rakha. Aage ki screen camara mein record hui kuch is tarah se. Mom mere room mein aayi. Wo thodi sleepy thi. Unhone mujhe is haalat mein dekha, aur wo hairan ho gayi. Unhone thoda paas ho kar mujhe dekha.

Mera muh dhaka hua tha, aur main so raha tha. Haalaki main wo saare scenes dimag mein soch raha tha, jo maine abhi dekhe the. Mera lund baar-baar aur tight ho raha tha. Mom ne fir mere lund ko dekha, aur kaafi ache se check kiya, aur apne muh pe hath rakha. Wo shock lag rahi thi. Fir wo kuch samay waha aise hi khadi rahi. Fir unhone light on ki, aur baahar chali gayi.

Shayad unhe laga ki light on karne se main jaag jaunga. Main bilkul bhi nahi hila. Unhone firse room ke andar pair rakha, aur mere lund ko achi tarah se dekha. Fir wo mere lund ke bilkul paas aayi, aur chaadar se mere lund ko dhak diya, and baahar chali gayi. Kuch der baad maine aankhen kholi aur check kiya. Wo waha nahi thi.

Fir main utha. Mere room ka gate almost band tha. Maine apna phone check kiya. 22 minute ki video thi. Maine chaadar upar li, aur video dekhne laga. Main mom ka reaction dekh kar khush ho gaya, aur firse so gaya. Is baar need bahut achi aayi. Main subha 10:30 pe utha. Maine kapde pehne aur baahar aaya. Mom TV dekh rahi thi.

Me: Hi mom.

Mom: Uth gaya beta, ab tabiyat kaisi hai?

Me: Abhi acha lag raha hai, raat need bahut achi aayi.

Mom: Acha, lagta hai koi acha sapna dekha. Tu fresh hoke naha le, main khaana lagati hu. Main fresh hone gaya, apne mobile pe subha wali video lagayi, aur muth maarne laga. Aaj bahut time baad kaam hua. Main poore ghante baad naha ke nikla. Mom ne aate hi poocha-

Mom: Itna time andar kya kar rahe the?

Me: Kuch nahi mom, wo pet kharaab hai.

Fir maine naashta kiya, aur hum sath mein tv dekhne lage. Uske baad hum baatein karne lage, aur 12:10 PM ke aas-paas dad bhi aa gaye. Fir thodi der unse baat karne ke baad main room mein chala gaya. Ab aaj mera last din tha, aur dad bhi ghar pe the, to mujhe ek plan chahiye tha. Maine saara din socha, and plan banaya.

Meri mom se baatein karke mujhe pata chala ki mom baba/ tantrik logon pe bahut vishwas karti hai, aur mujhe bhi kehti rehti hai, ki tu apna dhyan rakha kar, logon ka kuch pata nahi hai aaj kal, kisi se kuch leke mat khaana. To maine plan banaya ke agar koi tantrik meri madad kare to baat ban sakti thi. Aur luckily mere circle mein ek banda tha. Wo Chandigarh mein ek tantrik hai.

Wo paise ke liye kuch bhi kar sakta hai. Meri mulakat usse ek baar theke pe hui thi. Ek din main akela hi baith kar pee raha tha. Wo meri table pe aa kar pene laga. Thodi hi der baad hum baatein karne lage. Peene ke baad dosti jaldi banti hai. Usne kaafi pee li thi, aur kaafi raat bhi ho gayi thi. Theke pe sirf chaar log the hum dono and ek banda aur theke wala.

Tabhi us bande ne apne baare mein batana shuru kiya: Main tantrik hu. Mere paas bahut paisa hai. Bahut se log mujhe jaante hai. Koi kaam ho to batana.

Main use theke ke baahar leke aaya, jaha par uski car thi. Usne mujhe jeb se apna card diya, aur kaha-

Tantrik: Kabhi zaroorat ho to batana.

Uske baad mujhe pata chala ki wo banda ek tantrik tha, aur kaala jaadu wagaira karta tha. Us din ke baad hamne kayi baar sath mein daaru pee, aur hamari dosti ho gayi. Wo banda ek number ka fraud tha, but uski jaan-pehchan kaafi thi. Maine plan banaya ki uski help se main ye kaam kar sakta tha. Main agle din subha hi Chandigarh ke liye nikal gaya.

Maine Chandigarh aate hi shaam ko us tantrik se phone pe baat ki. Hum dono ne milne ka plan banaya. Maine use apne hi room pe bula liya, aur daaru bhi leli. Wo aaya, aur maine use baithne ko kaha, aur hum daaru peene lage. Hum Idhar-udhar ki baatein kar rahe the, to usne kaha-

Tantrik: Ravi, kya baat hai. Toone kyun bulaya mujhe aaj yaha? Maine kaha: Baba baat hi kush aisi hai. Hum pehle thodi pee le.

4-4 peg lagane ke baad maine use kaha: Ek aurat hai meri zindagi mein. Use apna banana chaahta hu.

Usne peg piya, and meri taraf dekh kar kaha: Kam ho jayega.

Maine usse kaha: Dekh mujhe tere jaadu pe koi vishwas nahi hai.

To usne kaha: To aur mujhse kya chaahta hai?

Maine kaha: Wo aurat tantriko pr bahut vishwas karti hai. To tumhe use mujhse sex karne ko kehna hoga, aur ye baat tum zindagi mein kisi se nahi kahoge.

To usne mujhe gaur se dekha, aur kaha: Kon hai wo aurat?

Maine kaha: Meri mom.

Uski aankhen phati reh gayi. Wo hasne laga.

Fir usne mujhse kaha: Tu sach mein madarchod hai saale.

Hum dono hasne lage.

Maine usse kaha: Ab bata karega kaam.

Usne kaha: Teri maa maanegi?

Maine kaha: Wo tum mujh par chhodho, bas tum waisa hi karna jaisa main kehta hu.

Usne kaha: Theek hai, par iski fees lagegi.

Maine kaha: Kitne?

To hamari baat 5000 pe final ho gayi. Mujhe uspe bilkul bhi bharosa nahi tha, lekin wo ek number ka chaalu banda tha. Wo apne paas aane wali aurato ko hi chodta tha. Usi wajah se maine use apne baare mein kabhi bhi kuch nahi bataya tha. Usko mera asli naam aur kaam bhi nahi pata tha.

Is baar mera plan full proof tha. Ek problem thi, jaha main abhi rehta tha, ye room ek society mein tha, jaha privacy zyada nahi thi. Main mom ko yaha nahi laa sakta tha, aur tantrik ne bhi mera ye room dekh liya tha. Us raat hamne daaru pee aur plan banaya ki kaise kaam karenge, aur wo aadhi raat ke kareeb chala gaya.

Fir maine ek naya room dekha. Wo ek building mein tha. Independent room tha. Waha pe kisi cheez ki problem nahi thi, to maine wo room rent pe le liya, aur same day shift bhi kar liya. Aise hi 15 din beet gaye. Fir maine apna plan shuru kiya. Maine ghar pe call ki, aur kaha-

Me: Meri tabiyat firse kharaab ho gayi hai. Lekin main is baar ghar nahi aa sakta, company waale chutti nahi de rahe hai.

To mom ne kaha: Main tere paas aa jati hu kuch dino ke liye. Main khush ho gaya.

Main taiyaari karne laga, aur maine room ki ache se safayi kar li. Tantrik ko samjha diya. Mom mere paas aayi. June ka maheena tha, aur garmi bahut ho rahi thi. Mom shaam ke time aayi thi. Main mom ko bus stand se lene gaya. Mom ne us din red color ka suit pehna tha, with deep neck. Unke boobs baahar aane ko betaab ho rahe the.

Mom jab bus stand pe khadi thi, to do ladke mom ko hi taad rahe the, aur ek bus wala mom ki gaand ki taraf dekh raha tha. Maine jaise hi mom ko dekha, Mere face pe smile aa gayi.

Maine mom ko hello kaha, aur unka samaan leke unse bike pe baithne ko kaha. Mom mere peeche baith nahi paa rahi thi, kyunki mere paas sports bike thi, aur uski seat kaafi upar hoti hai. Fir maine mom se kaha-

Me: Aap dono taraf taange karke baith jao.

Mom kehne lagi: Mujhse nahi baitha jayega, main auto mein aa jaumgi.

Maine kaha: Mom aap mere hote hue auto mein kyun jaogi? Aur waise bhi mera room kaafi door hai. Aapko auto se pata nahi chalega.

Mom: Dono taraf taange karke ajeeb lagega. Log kya kahenge?

Maine kaha: Mom yaha ye sab common hai.

Aur fir wo thoda mana ki, par mere kehne par bike pe baith gayi. Waha khade ladke aur uncle hame hi dekh rahe the. Main Chandigarh mein kaafi time se rehta hu, tu mujhe saare raaste pata hai. Aur main mom ko jaan-boojh kar lambe raaste se leke gaya. Raaste mein maine bahut bar break maari.

Main jaise ki break lagata tha, mom mere upar aa jati thi. Unke boobs meri peeth se takrate the, to mujhe bahut maza aata tha. Mera lund poora tanna hua tha. Poore raaste yahi chala. Room pe pahunchte hi maine mom ka samaan rakha.

Mom: Room to tera bahut acha hai.

Me: Thanks mom, aapka safar kaisa tha? Koi dikkat to nahi hui?

Mom: Nahi beta, koi dikkat nahi hui.

Maine mom ko paani diya, aur unke bade-bade boobs ko niharne laga. Mom ne mujhe notice kiya, but react nahi kiya.

Mom: Beta ab teri tabiyat kaisi hai?

Me: Abhi theek hai, lekin doctor ne aaram karne ko kaha hai, aur baahar ka khaane ko band kiya hai.

Hello doston, mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le, ki main aapki hot Bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar aap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.

Main 35 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekh kar pant se bahar aane lagta hai, woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati “Ghosh Babu” meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte, to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah se pel sake. Mere stanno ko choos sake aur meri chut ki aag ko thanda kar sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni kahani ka agla part.

Pichle part mein aap sab ne padha, kis tarah se maine dildo ka istemaal karke apni chut ki aag ko thanda kiya. Agle din mujhe apne darwaze par ek lifafa mila, jis par mera naam likha tha. Jab maine us lifaafe ko khol kar dekha, to meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Ab aage badhte hai.

Maine dekha ki lifafe mein meri photos thi, woh bhi kal raat ki. Pichli raat ko maine nangi hoke bistar par jo dhamaal machaya tha, woh photos us sab ki gawahi de rahi thi. Main baar-baar un photos ko dekh rahi thi. Lekin meri samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki ye photos kisne aur kab li.

Main thodi ghabra bhi gayi thi. Lekin fir maine apne aap ko shant kiya. Maine dimag ladaya, aur dekha ki photos kis angle se li gayi thi. Fir main us room mein gayi, jaha maine apni chut shant ki thi.

Fir jab maine photo dobara dekhi, to mujhe samajh aaya ki ye photos khidki se li gayi thi. Main jab khud ko shant kar rahi thi, to khidki band karna bhool gayi thi. Fir maine baahar dekha.

Ab mohalle mein to bohut saare ghar the. To kaise pata chalta ki kisne click kari thi. Fir maine socha ki jisne click kari hongi, woh agar photos bhej sakta tha, to saamne bhi aayega. Ye soch kar maine photos faad di.

Usi din shaam ko main chhat par tehalne gayi. Maine night suit pehna tha pink color ka. Us night suit mein main bohut sexy lag rahi thi. Upar hawa achi chal rahi thi, aur mujhe maza aa raha tha.

Tabhi meri nazar saamne ki chhat par khade ek aadmi par gayi. Usne kurta pajama pehna hua tha. Woh meri taraf dekhe jaa raha tha. Jab maine uski taraf dekha, to usne mujhe hand wave kar diya. Maine bhi smile ki, aur hand wave kar diya.

Fir woh baaki chhato par se uchalta hua mere sath wali chhat par aa gaya. Woh 5’9″ height ka ek saawle rang ka aadmi tha. Shareer ka hatta-katta tha, aur uske chehre par halki daadhi thi. Fir woh mujhe dekh kar bola-

Woh aadmi: Photos kaisi lagi, rani?

Mera andaza sahi tha. Woh aadmi khud hi mere paas chal kar aa gaya tha. Main bhi mood mein aa gayi aur boli-

Main: Photos to bohut achi thi. Lekin doosre angle se bhi hoti to zyada maza aata.

Woh aadmi: Doosre angle se bhi kheench denge. Tum mauka to do, rani.

Main: Koi na, jab time aayega to mauka bhi denge. Pata karenge ki sirf photo kheenchne ka hi dum hai, ya aur bhi dum hai (maine uske lund ki taraf dekhte hue bola).

Woh aadmi: Dum to bohut hai rani. Agar kal us bistar par main hota, to tumhe us dildo se zyada maza deta.

Main: Acha ji. Itna bharosa hai khud par.

Woh aadmi: Haa, bohut hai.

Abhi hamari baat chal hi rahi thi, ki mujhe Bimla ne neeche se awaaz di. Uski awaaz aayi to main aur woh aadmi dono neeche dekhne lage.

Bimla boli: Nikita ji, zara neeche aayiye. Aapse kuch baat karni hai.

Woh aadmi bola: Is randi ko bhi abhi baat karne ka yaad aaya hai. Saali kutiya.

Main: Chalo fir main chalti hu. Fir kabhi baat kar lenge hum, aur dum dekh lenge.

Fir main chhat se neeche aa gayi. Neeche aake maine darwaza khola, aur Bimla andar aa gayi. Bimla andar aate hi boli-

Bimla: Nikita ji, aap Naresh se baat kyun kar rahi hai. Bada harami banda hai woh.

Main (mann mein): Acha to uska naam Naresh hai.

Fir main Bimla ko boli: Kyun kya hua, Bimla?

Bimla: Woh acha aadmi nahi hai. Bohut bada tharki hai. Khud ki biwi ko chhodh kar jaa chuki hai, aur mohalle ki aurato pe line maarta rehta hai. Aur unhe gandi nazro se dekhta hai.

Main mann hi mann khush ho rahi thi, aur soch rahi thi, ki mujhe aisa hi aadmi chahiye tha. Jo meri chut ko shant kar sake. Fir Bimla mujhe khayalon mein khoya hua dekh kar boli-

Bimla: Arre Nikita ji, aap kaha kho gayi?

Main: Haa-haa Bimla, toone bilkul theek kiya jo mujhe ye pehle hi bata diya. Ab main usse bilkul baat nahi karungi. Tera dhanyawad.

Bimla: Arre isme dhanyawad wali kya baat hai Nikita ji. Ab padosi padosi ke kaam nahi aayega to kon aayega?

Main: Haa bilkul sahi.

Fir Bimla mere ghar se chali gayi. Uske jaane ke baad main firse chhat par gayi. Jab waha jaake maine dekha, to Naresh waha par nahi tha. Fir main us room ki khidki par gayi, jaha maine apni chut shant ki thi. Saamne Naresh apni khidki par khada tha. Woh doosri side dekh raha tha.

Fir jab uska dhyan meri taraf hua, to maine usko hand wave kiya, aur ek smile pass ki. Woh bohut khush ho gaya mera response paa kar. Fir maine usko ishara karke uska number maanga. Woh andar chala gaya, aur 2-minute baad ek bade chart par number likh kar leke aaya. Fir maine usko uske number par call ki.

Naresh: Hello.

Main: Hanji aap kuch bol rahe the. Woh baat beech mein hi reh gayi.

Naresh: Main bol raha tha ki aap apne aap ko kasht kyun de rahi thi. Jo kaam aap akele kar rahi thi kal raat. Woh main aapke liye kar sakta hu. Aur usme aapko maza bhi zyada aayega. So is nacheez ko ek chance dedo.

Main: Acha kya guarantee hai ki aap mujhe utna hi maza doge jitna bol rahe ho? Maine to aapka hathiyaar bhi nahi dekha hai.

Naresh: Usme kon si badi baat hai, abhi dikha dete hai.

Agle 2-minute mein usne mujhe apne lund ki pic bheji. Uska lund dekhte hi mere muh mein to paani aa gaya. Lagbhag 9-inch lamba tha uska lund, aur 3-inch mota tha. Bilkul kaale rang ka tha. Uska lund dekh kar meri to rooh khush ho gayi. Fir uska message aaya-

Naresh: Pasand aaya aapko mera hathiyar?

Main: Hmm, pasand aaya. Bas maidan mein tikne wala ho, to aur bhi maza aayega.

Naresh: Chinta mat karo, mera ye hathiyar bade-bade yudh jeet chuka hai.

Main: Itna bharosa hai apne aap par?

Naresh: Bharosa to itna hai, ki tumhe apne ghar ke bistar badalwane padenge. Bimla ne bataya hi hoga ki meri biwi mujhe chhodh kar jaa chuki hai. Leki usne kaaran nahi bataya hoga. Kaaran ye tha ki woh meri chudai se tang aa chuki thi. Isliye bhaag gayi.

Main: Chalo dekhenge.

Naresh: Ab maine aapko apni talwar dikhayi hai aapko. Aap bhi to apna mayaan dikhao, jisme ye talwar ko jana hai.

Main: Abhi dikhati hu.

Fir maine bathroom mein jaake apni night pant utari, aur fir panty utaar kar apni chut ki photo click ki. Uske baad maine usko woh photo WhatsApp kar di. Woh meri chut ki photo dekh kar bohut khush hua. Ab hum dono chudai ke liye tadapne lag gaye the. Bas ek mauka chahiye tha hame.

Woh mauka kaise mila hame, aur hamari chudai kaise hui, ye aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega aur mujhse baat karne ke liye mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye mujhe call kijiye.